While there are some historical and racist issues with Thanksgiving, it is a tradition in mi familia. I prefer to focus on the gathering of loved ones to share one kick ass meal. So let's get to the thankfulness:
- My Chicago family: When my parents & sisters left Chicago in 2000 it was weird not having immediate family so close. The in-laws & the nephew are still nearby, but just a jump-skip-and-a-hop away is our family of BFFs and partners-in-parenting.
- My work: All of it. The daily interaction with young women with big dreams and the fact that I get to help them chase them. The writing that I do - Not just to share my opinions, but to share knowledge and engage in a conversation.
- My activist family: I am sooo lucky that I get to work with such amazing women to address issues surrounding reproductive justice, mothers rights, and media on a regular basis.
- My husband & daughter: They put up with all my crap, late night writing, and meetings on meetings on out-of-town meetings! I work as hard as a CEO, but not paid like one. For that alone, thanks.
Lastly...to all my friends, online & off, coworkers, and just people I know who continue to tell me how fucking awesome I am at this and that. To anyone I left out, I'm thankful for you too. See, I'm not that awesome, I always forget someone!